So we're sitting there enjoying the very nice Martinis in the squatty glasses....and who do I spy......my swell pal, Michael.....so to get his attention, because clearly yelling "Michael" wasn't working fast enough....
so I starting slinging micro-milliliters of vodka at him.......all I had left in the bottom of my glass was the tiniest bit of alcohol in there along with the lemon twist .........
then the bartender came over as if a great wrong had occurred....."Do you need a wipedown? he asked. No, I got it.......as I pulled a slightly used tissue from the bottom of my purse, and dabbed the table dry. Geez, buddy, trust me, I can be much more entertaining......on a lot less booze.
I was dancing to the jukabox, but I wasn't table dancing..I save that for the gay bars, because they know a Queen when they see one.........
The New Frontier is very pretty and glossy and rough and mixed up. I'm a bit tired of Old Corporate Logos as Ironic Design Elements.......
While Mark and I were at the shop on Friday cleaning and moving stuff around, who did my wandering eyes spy? Bender!!!
It's so much fun for us old-timers to run into each other at places that are not "events" .....I expect to see ya'll at a Big To Do......it's the everyday stuff that makes me happy.....
So, Halloween party at the shop.......
And save the dates......
I expect to be a doing the Tacoma Winterfest on Dock Street in mid December, 13/14......
And.....
Heidi and Fewster have consented to come back and play for Us and You at the shop on December's Artwalk evening......whatever day that is.....
now, some pretty pictures.......
